Bathroom Humor 4EVER

My Dad showed up today, unannounced, as I was headed out to do a ghost hunt. Home is 4 hours away, but Dad was on a business trip.

It was great, even though our ghost hunt has been post-poned. I showed him around campus.

He used the bathroom, commenting that he didn't get a chance to "have a good shit this morning".

Well Dad, I haven't had a good shit in months. I can't even rest my cheeks on porcelain without worrying about lingering STD's.

The real joy is squatting above an automatic flusher. Flush. Flush. Flush. --- Why'd it stop? Flush. There it is.

You wonder why I appear strung out, on edge, jittery? Wipe your ass with TP the equivalent to sand paper and tell me how you feel.